My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 300: Two hundred ninety-nine, discarded Chapter 300: Two hundred ninety-nine, discarded Song Yanxue glared at Yang Lisheng, “Don’t worry, I’ll leave after I say what I need to, this dump of a place is the last thing I’d care about.” As the esteemed young lady of the Song Family, why would she fancy an old quadrangle courtyard?

“Grandpa, Grandma, leave this to me, you should go inside,” Song Yan Ning reached out to pat Li Meixiang’s hand, giving her a reassuring look, and turned towards Song Yanxue, “Speak your piece, then.”

“I’m here to warn you to stay away from Brother Yushen. Otherwise, I’ll make you regret it.” Song Yanxue raised her fist in a threatening gesture towards Song Yan Ning. If not for her wariness of Xiang, she would have already taught Song Yan Ning a lesson.

“I don’t accept warnings, nor will I have regrets. And Qin Yushen is mine,” Song Yan Ning declared with her head held high, enunciating her sense of entitlement.

“You shameless thing! If I don’t teach you a lesson today, I’m no Song,” enraged, Song Yanxue lunged at Song Yan Ning.

Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang saw what was happening and moved to pull Song Yanxue away.

But before they could act, they saw Song Yanxue staggering back several steps after being punched in the stomach by Song Yan Ning.

Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang were stunned. When had Xiao Ning become so formidable?

Song Yanxue looked at Song Yan Ning with disbelief. She was a Cultivator; how could Song Yan Ning possibly hit her? Yet, the pain in her stomach reminded her that it was all real.

Song Yan Ning dusted off her hands, which were clean, and gave Song Yanxue a cold smile, “I’ve told you not to bother Qin Yu again. Otherwise, it’ll be a fight every time I see you. I’m not joking. Xiang, throw her out.” If Song Yanxue dared to trouble her again, the reprisal wouldn’t just end with a punch.

Hearing Song Yan Ning’s icy and indifferent words sent a shiver down Song Yanxue’s spine. She regained her confidence, remembering she was a Cultivator and moved to charge at Song Yan Ning again, only to be lifted by the collar by Xiang.

“Song Yan Ning, I won’t let you off. I’ll make sure you regret this,” Song Yanxue screamed in fury. Why was she, a Cultivator, repeatedly suffering losses at the hands of Song Yan Ning and this Xiang?

Xiang walked to the door and tossed Song Yanxue out in a parabolic motion.

“Ah!” Song Yanxue cried out in pain, feeling like her buttocks were about to split in half.

After taking a moment to recover, Song Yanxue slowly stood up from the ground, her eyes filled with rage as she glared ferociously at the quadrangle courtyard of Song Yan Ning. She swore to repay today’s humiliation a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

Song Yan Ning watched Song Yanxue with Divine Sense and smirked coldly. A Cultivator? Ha, Song Yanxue would never be able to undertake cultivation again. The punch she had just thrown had destroyed Song Yanxue’s path to cultivation, unless she could find a Xuanyuan Pill; otherwise, she’d never be able to cultivate in this lifetime. Although she was not afraid of Song Yanxue, she wouldn’t leave any threats behind; she still had to identify the person backing Song Yanxue. That person was her real enemy.

Song Yanxue made her way home. All along the way, she felt some discomfort in her stomach and felt weak in her limbs. Wasn’t she a Cultivator? Why was she feeling like this?

“Xiao Xue, you look pale. Are you feeling unwell?” Yang Xin’er noticed Song Yanxue’s pale complexion as she entered and quickly came forward, helping her to the sofa and handed her a glass of water.

Taking a couple of sips from the glass, Song Yanxue said in a pitiable voice, “Mom, my stomach hurts, and my butt does too.”

“What happened? I’ll call Doctor Liu to come take a look,” Yang Xin’er said as she already took out her phone.

Song Yanxue didn’t stop Yang Xin’er, as she too wanted to know why her stomach was hurting.

Yang Xin’er put down the phone and looked at Song Yanxue, “Tell Mom, what exactly happened?”

Song Yanxue pursed her lips and threw herself into Yang Xin’er’s arms, crying, “Mom, Song Yan Ning, and grandparents bullied me. Song Yan Ning stole Brother Yushen. When I went to her, she hit me. Not only did the grandparents not help me, but they also had the servants throw me out. My butt hurts so much, wuwuwu…” Her words grew more aggrieved, and her crying louder.

Yang Xin’er frowned and gently patted Song Yanxue’s back, “Xiao Xue, Mom knows you’ve been wronged, but I hope you don’t provoke Xiao Ning in the future. As for Xiao Shen, it’s best if you stay away from him too.” Xiao Xue was wronged, and it pained her, but Xiao Ning was no ordinary person. If Xiao Xue opposed her, she would definitely suffer.

Song Yanxue lifted her head, looking incredulously at Yang Xin’er, “Even you are siding with Song Yan Ning?” In the past, Mom always disliked Song Yan Ning the most.

“Mom isn’t siding with Xiao Ning, it’s just that she is truly not someone you can provoke,” Yang Xin’er said helplessly. On one side was her most beloved daughter, and on the other, although she had no great affection, Xiao Ning had helped her and allowed her to find happiness again.

Song Yanxue pushed Yang Xin’er away and stood up, “I want to provoke Song Yan Ning, and Brother Yushen is mine. No one should think about taking him away.”

Seeing Song Yanxue glaring at her with red eyes, Yang Xin’er’s heart ached, “Xiao Xue, listen to me…”

“I won’t listen, I know now all you care about is Song Yan Ning. I hate you, I hate every single one of you!” After speaking, Song Yanxue ran upstairs crying. Why was even her most loving mother siding with Song Yan Ning? What was so good about Song Yan Ning? She had to cultivate hard; she would defeat Xiang and make sure Song Yan Ning would never recover.

Back in her room, Song Yanxue began to cultivate using the usual methods.

After a long while, she opened her eyes, “What’s going on?” Normally, whenever she cultivated, there was always a flow of energy moving within her body, but now that energy was gone.

Taking a deep breath, Song Yanxue closed her eyes again. It must have been her illusion; the energy couldn’t just disappear for no reason.

Moments later, Song Yanxue opened her eyes again, disheartened. She really couldn’t feel the energy anymore. Without that energy, was she no longer a cultivator? No, if she was not a cultivator, how could she teach Song Yan Ning a lesson, how would she win back Brother Yushen?

With these thoughts, Song Yanxue frantically took out her cell phone and dialed that mysterious number. He must have a way.

“What is it?” A voice as gentle as a spring breeze came from the other end of the phone.

“The energy within me has disappeared. Does that mean I can no longer cultivate?” Song Yanxue asked anxiously.

“What happened?”

Song Yanxue detailed everything that had happened today to the person on the other end.

There was a light sigh from the other end, followed by the call disconnecting.

“Hello! Hello!” Song Yanxue called out several times, but there was no response.

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